Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1887-03-12
Ted's Lesson.

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Ernest Whitney, in St. Nicholas.
Ted's Lesson.
Ted's father was sick, and the doctor
said if he wished to save his life he
must give up everything and go South
for the winter. Ted's mother, of course,
could not think of letting him go alone !;
nor, on the other hand, could she think
of taking Ted. So it came to pass that
he was sent to Aunt Nancy's to spend
the winter, an arrangement of affairs
which was, to say the least, very trying
to the feelings of both parties.
Il won't have no fun for nothin' all
winter grumbled Ted.
Il must make the best of it, I sup
po6," said Aunt Nancy, in tone of
plantive resignation. I'VE all have our
trials and tribulatlons in this world,
and I'll try to bear mine patiently;
but, she added, with spark of some
thing not exactly savoring of piouS
resignation, shat boy will find that he
can't run over me as he does his moth
er. I'll teach him what's what if he
doesn't behaved"
For week or two, however, every
thing went on peacefully and quiet.
Ted was on his good behavior and Aunt
Nancy took heart, quite pluming her
self on her good management. Unfor-
tunately, as it proved, they had one
point in common, both found one of
their greatest joys of life in the pre-
al
more than another in which Miss Nancy
took pride and satisfaction it was in her
jars of pineapple, plums, peaches,
pears, ounces, and / know not what
else. and tumblers of all sorts and
kinds of Jelly. If there was one thing
more than another that Ted just loved
it was preserves of any sort.
He had been with his aunt just two
weeks when she took her knitting one
afternoon and went over to sit with
Miss Peters for while. It was that
very afternoon that Ted discovered that
he could get in the window of her pre-
serve closet from the shed roof, and
having once made the discovery he lost
No time in getting IN, I assure you.
How his mouth watered as he stood
there in the middle of the room and
cast his eyes up and down the shelves
ct the rows and rows of jars. But,
slss, for him, Aunt Nancy considered
preserves about the very worst things
In the world for children and solemnly
asserted that her conscience would not
permit her to offer it to them.
II just wish she hadn't got no con-
science" he sighed, very earnestly, if
not very dramatically. Il don't think
much of it, and if my mothers and
mine can stand it should think hers
could. wish I could just taste some
of it. 1 feel sort of sick, and mother
always gives me. something good when
am sick; she'd let me have some. l
don't believe it would be wrong for me
to just taste once. If Aunt Nancy
don't know anything bout it it can't
trouble her conscience any, and long as
know most for sure my mother would
give me some, why, mine can't go and
trouble me, as see.
Oh, mistaken Tedl ,,
There was jar of plum partly full.
Ted concluded to try that Then he
wondered which was the best, straw
berry or raspberry. There they both |
stood; but why not try them and see?
Ted had but little appetite for tea that /
night, and Aunt Nancy eyed him sus-
piciously.
when q boy don't eat there's sure
10 be something up, she said to her
self
The next afternoon she went to the
women's prayer-meeting, and again
Ted Was troubled with loss of appetite |
It supper time. Miss Nancy watched |
him covertly.
ITS either his stomach or his con-
science. I should suppose twould bs
both. and it would if they we're not so |
hardened
That night she made q discovery.
She went to the closet for tumbler Of |
ely to send poor old Mr.. Barrett. Ted |
had forgotten how prim and straight |
he rows of jars we're, and had put |
hem back every which way, which |
act Miss Nancy noticed the minute she
crossed the threshold. It was but q
minutes work to mistrust who was the
'uiprit, and rs sure proof there lay his
on the floor.
III teach him lesson she vowed,
There's no use appeal
ng to his conscience. for I don't be-
leve he's got one; but I'll make him
Elsh he had never seen or heard of
,reserves before. or my name isn't
nancy Parsons.s
sIed, she said, very sweetly. at the
!reekfAst table the next morninGs Fl
link you are very fond Of preserves,
D0you notis